I just want to die

With or without you by my side.

I’m tired of running away

And I've ran out of places to hide.

So from here on out,

I accept that I am invisible.

I no longer have anything to say.

If you happen to feel my presence,

It’s just that i’m thinking of you.

Don’t bother about my existence.

I’m a blurry image a part of your memory.